When I typed the title above, my hope is it will be the last time I ever do so after this:
TONS AND TONS OF SPOILERS.
I am thoroughly of the opinion that if you read further it is because
1. You’ve already read this so therefore anything I could and will say will not surprise nor disturb, and/or
2. You are likely NOT to read this EVEH, having no interest whatsoever in reading any scary King-shit (no offense to Uncle Stevie), and hate horror reading due to nightmare-inducing, shiver-provoking, anti-sympathies to silly scary freaky things.
You’ve been warned.
I had problems with this and yet still rated it four slices of pie.
Four slices of the very best juiciest plumpest sweetest blueberries ever encountered in a pie. With THE BEST vanilla ice cream. No whipped cream here. Home churned true vanillla, the ice cream that makes your teeth hurt cuz it is so cold.
Here are my problems.
Please forgive me if I just failed… failed to find the answers to these because I missed them in the text. Oh well.
WHAT the heck happened to the family who lived in the house before the Creeds????????!?!??!??!?!
Why the heck did kids maintain the path to the Pet Sematary – the FAKE one? who cares, WHY. WHY!?!?!?!
WHO did not protest any kids on their property maintaining said path? WHA?
What was wrong with these people of Ludlow that they would humor kids to bury their pets on someone else’s property?
What the fuck WAS that Wendigo and why did he walk over Louis on his way to bury Gage?
How did Ellie react to her “NEW” parents? How did that go over? somebody tell me that, cuz it is seriously bothering me.
If I have any scary dreams from this book it is of Zelda.
Please don’t anyone tell Joann that her adorable dog is named after one of the creepiest characters in a King novel ever.
Jill’s linking the Wendigo to Johnny Depp has ruined my love for him. His birthday is Strawberry Rhubarb Pie Day and now I don’t know – I’m hoping I can totally forget this stupid link – I dunno. Might be ruined. Very very sad. I love Strawberry Rhubarb Pie. Sniff.
I am placing this between Carrie and The Stand on my LIST OF KING.
MORAL OF THE STORY: Don’t play with death. Death won’t play nice.
One more thing: HUH?! Did Steve Masterson never go to work again? Did Louis Creed not go to work again? Did they drive to Chicago and freak out poor Ellie? and then what? DISNEY WORLD? Seriously.
(Actually, I had been wondering how this book would end having guessed most of the horror and I like how Uncle Stevie did this. But SO MANY QUESTIONS!!!!)
Well. Misery in June, anyone?